Audrey Dawn

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Pain

I watched her
the pain in her eyes
the grip she had on the handle
white knuckled
slowly departing
caving to her mind
yet, feeling her heart
fight right back
tears wiped
smudged across her cheek
watching through
a rainy mirrored day
as she slowly becomes me
incapable of allowing
what her soul needs

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Audrey Dawn- The Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister

I came here to journal. To release what I cannot say with my spoken voice, as I am quite shy when the subject turns to me. I write poetry, because my soul flourishes when I do. Broken, indeed, but willing to try. I live life one day at a time. Stop by and say hello, please, if you don't we may never meet. I need you to be stronger than me, but only the first time. Hi, I'm Audrey.

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Poetess Audrey Dawn

So true…

“Fate never promises to tell you everything up front. You aren't always shown the path in life you're supposed to take. But if there was one thing she'd learned in the past few weeks, it was that sometimes, when you're really lucky, you meet someone with a map.”
― Sarah Addison Allen